Spy Family

For intelligence agencies, double agents are a big trouble that can never be avoided. If they are not investigated, they will suffer huge losses. If they are investigated deeply, they will shake the foundation.

Be careful. The third uncle reminded the four people in front of him, Don't leak the news, and don't ask anyone for help. This is the task of the few of you, and one more dog won't do it.

Lu Yezhou nodded vigorously, excited to receive such an important task.

The third uncle just looked at him for a while, and Lu Yezhou said hurriedly: I have a strict mouth, and I promise not to say another word.

If Ye Zi talks too much, you are a liar, and you will be responsible for it. Third Uncle warned.

I will handle it and never cause trouble to Third Uncle. Mei Qianzhong replied, as if this was just a very simple matter.

Lu Yezhou turned pale with fright. He wanted to defend himself, but was afraid of being accused of being talkative, so his face turned red again.

You need to 'degauss' for a few days first. Every day at six o'clock in the afternoon, the scammer calls me. Other than that, no one is allowed to contact the outside world. Even the old director's call is not allowed.

The four of them nodded to express their understanding, and the third uncle continued: Laoqian, do you have a suitable place?

have.

Okay, let's go.

It was already very late and the assistants had all gone home. Uncle San still had no intention of finishing his work. He lowered his head to check the documents. He insisted on using paper documents instead of electronic versions.

When they got outside, Lu Yezhou couldn't help but ask: Lao Qian, what is 'degaussing'?

Have you not heard from Third Uncle?

I think I've heard of it, but I can't remember it anymore. Lu Yezhou smiled sheepishly.

Just disappear for a period of time, completely put down the previous tasks, and try to make yourself impossible to be tracked, at least to the point of not being tracked. Mei Qianzhong looked around, Wang Zhen, use your car or mine?

Your car, my car may not be safe.

Four people rode in the same car, with Mei Qianzhong driving the car himself. Mei Wangzhen skillfully operated the instruments on the car, first checking whether there were eavesdropping devices, and then copying the chips in each person's body.

At dawn, Mei Qianzhong took Lu Linbei and Lu Yezhou to change cars, while Mei Wangzhen drove away the old car without saying where they were going.

Not long after dawn, they had left the urban area of ​​Zhaijing City. There were fewer and fewer buildings on both sides and more and more trees. Mei Qianzhong didn't speak much. Lu Linbei and Lu Yezhou couldn't say a word. Especially Lu Yezhou, who had already told his third uncle I promised not to talk too much, so I am very honest.

Mei Qianzhong parked the car on the roadside, took a rest, lay down on the seat and slept for a while. Lu Yezhou also closed his eyes. Only Lu Linbei couldn't sleep, looking at the vegetation outside in trance. Every time a vehicle passed by, he had to keep his eyes open. Only when you watch it disappear can you feel relieved.

The enemy's plan was extremely grand. Lu Linbei could feel it, and he believed that his third uncle could feel it too. However, they were so busy that they could only catch some very superficial incidents. They were not closer to the whole plan, but further away. .

It was right to catch the traitor first, he thought, but he had no idea how to find the traitor, so he tried to recall the lessons taught by his third uncle, and felt that many of the contents could be used, but they were specious.

The old man must know this well.

Looking at Mei Qianzhong, who was sitting in front of him and sleeping soundly, Lu Linbei suddenly felt at ease. At least there was someone to lead the way, so he wouldn't be at a loss. There was only one thought lingering: It's best not to use the two newcomers, him and Lu Yezhou, as bait. .

Mei Wangzhen caught up with her on foot. As soon as she got into the car, Mei Qianzhong woke up and continued driving without saying a word. Mei Wangzhen didn't say much and restored the chips in the four people's bodies.

Lu Linbei remembered that not far behind, they had passed by a rest area. Mei Wangzhen must have driven there, abandoned the car and walked to meet up.

They drove into the mountains and did not reach their destination until late afternoon.

This is a cabin in the forest with three bedrooms, complete facilities, and abundant food reserves. There is an oval lake one kilometer away. The water is blue and you can see fish and shrimp swimming at a glance. After resting, I went swimming and didn't come back until dinner.

There are more than a dozen huts around the lake, all of which are occupied by tourists. They will greet you warmly when they meet, but they will not ask questions.

Although the environment is excellent, this is not the best place for degaussing.

Mei Qianzhong had his own explanation for this. At the dinner table - the dinner was unexpectedly sumptuous, and the bacon and sausages were all real ingredients, not common yeast foods - he said: It is too difficult to completely degauss, there is no need. On the contrary, it arouses suspicion. We are on vacation here, which can also be said to be an exile. The records of the Emergency Department will indicate that the four of us have been temporarily suspended due to failure in executing the mission.

Lu Yezhou ate a large piece of sausage, puffed out his cheeks and said, I am willing to be exiled like this as many times as I want.

Lu Linbei was also willing. Although he had to share a bedroom with Lu Yezhou, the space was spacious enough, the bed was comfortable, the outside environment was beautiful, the air was fresh, and the life was as leisurely as if he were back on the farm.

Every morning, local merchants will deliver fresh vegetables, eggs and fruits. They are used to seeing tourists, and their faces are always filled with kind smiles. As long as they receive money, they never inquire about anything.

Mei Qianzhong allowed them to leave the house, as long as they did not leave the scope of the scenic spot. Lu Linbei walked around the lake the next day. For the next two days, he basically spent the day outside, walking alone, When you are tired, sit on the ground and rest for a while.

He tried not to think about anything, nor did he ask what Mei Qianzhong said during his daily phone calls with his third uncle. When he looked up and saw the spaceship in the sky, he would think: It will probably never leave.

For him, this was a more distant matter. King Zhai and King Xing were obviously in secret negotiations, not to mention that he, a small investigator, even the old director himself, might not be qualified to participate.

The other three people also have their own pastimes. Lu Yezhou focuses on food. He has never liked cooking. He spends almost all day in the kitchen and refuses to come out, doing various tossing with the stored ingredients.

Mei Wangzhen spent most of his time hiding in the basement practicing shooting to make up for the regret of not firing a single shot during his last action.

Mei Qianzhong was the most active, wandering around and making a new girlfriend in just half a day. When the two kissed goodbye at the door, Lu Yezhou, who was frying meat, saw him through the window and almost ruined an entire good steak.

Degaussing turned into a vacation, and there was only one thing that made Lu Linbei unhappy. Even in this case, he still had to go to Professor Qiao for treatment.

As long as the old director is still the old director. Mei Qianzhong blocked all the questions with one sentence.

Mei Wangzhen drove him, and the two set off early. They drove at a fast speed, much faster than when they arrived, and finally arrived at the clinic at five past ten in the morning.

Lu Linbei ran into the front hall. The elderly nurse raised her finger to her mouth, shushed, and then said in a very low voice: The professor has guests.

I've called before...

Yes, please wait a moment.

Lu Linbei sat in his chair, becoming more and more annoyed, especially since he had not forgotten Professor Qiao's lie to him about going to the spaceship for trial.

Without seeing the guest come out, the elderly nurse waved to Lu Linbei, You can go in.

The room is tidier than before. By tidiness, I mean that the books on the floor have been placed on tables and shelves, but they are still messy.

Professor Qiao sat behind the desk, while the guests sat on the single sofa next to the lounge chair.

Lu Linbei stood at the door, nodded to Professor Qiao without intending to say hello, and then glanced at the guest.

He was a short, thin old man, wearing clothes that were probably purchased more than ten years ago. He had a curious smile on his face and didn't care about his clothes or appearance.

Where have we talked? Professor Qiao asked.

You should introduce us, the guest said, his voice as gentle as if he were speaking to a pampered cat or dog.

Oh, I almost forgot. This is my patient, Lu Linbei from some farm, a graduate of the History Department of Northwest Associated University. I remember you majored in Earth History, right?

Yes, but I didn't graduate. I've been on hiatus since my junior year.

Yes. Professor Qiao made a disdainful look to the guest, For a woman. Then he added: This is Professor Mao Kongshan Mao, a family major in the History Department of Zhaijing University. You two have similarities: One is majoring in earth history, the other is studying family heritage, and both are interested in things they have never seen before.”

Empty nothing, a mountain that has moved mountains and filled the sea. I'm glad to see you. Professor Qiao and I were talking about you.

Me? Lu Linbei was surprised and didn't understand why his name appeared in the conversation.

Professor Qiao pointed to the recliner and said, Sit down.

Lu Linbei had no choice but to walk over and sit on it instead of lying down, feeling increasingly embarrassed.

Professor Mao received an invitation to take a spaceship to the Earth with experts from the seven planets to explore the mystery of the destruction of mankind three hundred years ago. He has never been on a spaceship and is a little nervous. I happened to see you through the window. I remember you took a spaceship - was she the one driving the car? Professor Qiao was still looking out the window.

Yes. Lu Linbei reluctantly replied, regretting letting Mei Wangzhen give it to him.

Even Professor Mao, who was unfamiliar with the situation, looked out the window curiously.

But I have nothing to say. Lu Linbei tried his best to attract the two people's attention. I took a ground-to-space spacecraft. I only stayed inside the spacecraft for a few hours, and the spacecraft stopped in the orbit of the planet. Except There is no feeling of anything in the short-term weightlessness, and it is more stable than vehicles and airplanes.

That's what I said too. Professor Qiao added slightly proudly.

Lu Linbei stood up, Since Professor Qiao has guests here, I will...

Sit down. Professor Qiao didn't give the patient a chance to escape. You are from a farm. Professor Mao specializes in family history. There are some things I want to talk to you about.

Lu Linbei immediately became wary, I'm just an ordinary person. I came out to study and work very early and don't know much about the farm.

The curious look on Professor Mao's face became more and more obvious, and his smile became a little malicious, but his voice was still friendly, It doesn't matter, I just need a sample. It has nothing to do with how much you know about the farm.

sample?

I want to understand the impact of farm life on interstellar orphans and compare it with the city group. I heard that Professor Qiao has some suitable candidates here, so I asked him for help, and you happened to be here.

It turns out that this has nothing to do with spaceship travel. If Lu Linbei hadn't understood these professors' dedication to academics, he would have really wanted to leave.

I'm afraid I will disappoint Professor Mao. Lu Linbei did not intend to answer any questions.

Disappointment is normal for any research. Professor Mao didn't care at all, and the interest in his eyes became more and more obvious. Don't be nervous. Let's chat for a while. I may ask some questions. I don't care whether I answer them or not. You, I want...

Wait a minute, the secretary is looking for me. Professor Qiao interrupted suddenly, and then said sternly: Don't disturb...what did you say? Well, well, I understand.

Professor Qiao ended the call, leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on his chest, as if preparing to announce that he had just won an award, and then said to Professor Mao: Run Heng passed away.

The smile on Professor Mao's face suddenly froze.

Lu Linbei was wondering who Run Heng was when the door was pushed open and Mei Wangzhen appeared with a panicked look on his face and said, Old Director... something happened.